Roommate

Sleep With Me

"I never said that!" I say still laughing my ass off as Alec wiped ice cream off of his jeans off.

I clap my hands and drop my head back when Alec gives me a look. I don't know how to explain it, but it was funny. Cute. But funny.

"Aw my jeans." He pouts and I laugh even harder.

He shoots daggers at me, and I stick my tongue out at him.

"Oh don't be such a baby." I say grabbing a few napkins and handing them to him.

He smirks before taking them.

"You can wipe it for me." He says holding the napkins out to me.

I shake my head.

"Thank you but no thank you." I say picking my cone up and licking the edges.

He huffs a little annoyed. I giggle and take his hand.

"Let's go back." I say getting up from the chair with him following right behind me.

He nods, he throws the paper towels away as we walk through the large bunch of sweaty smelly people. It was gross if you asked me.

I have minor claustrophobia, which could be triggered in situations like this. I didn't show it of course because I was the one leading us out of here. My hands started getting clammy and my breathing started to accelerate a little bit. Alec notices because he grips my hand firmly and turns me around, tears welling up in my eyes.

There is worry and concern in his eyes. He quickly brings me close and picks me up bridal style, I snuggle in closer taking in his scent that I am thankful for.

"It's ok Monet, I got you." He whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

I tried steadying my breaths, slightly helped but nothing very affective.

He hurried out of the fair and to my Baby (of anyone knows where a '67 Chevy Impala named "Baby" is from comment and I will love you forever) he opened the door and and set me down gently. He kisses my forehead but doesn't say anything. He closes the door and runs to the driver's side. He's so lucky I'm having an anxiety attack right now because his hands would be where his feet are for driving Baby.

I close my eyes and try to breath, try and relax. The drive is about 45 minutes because Alec wanted to take me to the Santa Monica pier fair that they have annually (I made that up btw).

I feel his warm hand slide on to my thigh and his thumb gently makes circular motions. It sends shivers down my spine. My breaths are shaky and I'm sweaty like crazy.

"Breath baby. Breath. I'm here. Try to relax and go to sleep." He says moving his hand up and down slowly.

I do as he says and I breath and think about how he just called me baby, and how his hand is comfortingly on my leg, how he carried me out, how he makes me laugh more and cry a little less, how he makes me feel beautiful even when he used to say I wasn't, I think about his smile, and his angelic laugh, his beautiful green eyes and how they aren't just plain green, how they have hazel ringlets around the pupil. I think about how much joy I get just from him being in the same room. The security and warmth I feel when I'm in his arms.

Most of all.

I think about how much I love him.

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I feel the familiar and comfortable surface shift around as the extra weight was being lifted. I slightly open my right eye to see that I'm in my bed.

I feel a sudden coldness as Alec left my bed. I turn over to see him quietly turning my door handle.

"Alec." I say shifting my weight to a position where I can see him.